(Hudson Records)
Using tango, flamenco, junkyard jazz and more, the pan-European group turn stories of migration, pain and persecution into something transcendent
Giddy, mournful, ambient . Angrusori. Photograph: Inge Shreuder-Lindloev
Giddy, mournful, ambient . Angrusori. Photograph: Inge Shreuder-Lindloev
Fri 7 May 2021 04.00 EDT
One joy of listening to music in an unfamiliar language is that you can put any interpretation you like on the lyrics. The opening track on this LP, for instance, is an epic, pan-global miasma that conjures up countless images â the strings and organs provide a viscous drone that comes straight out of a Hindustani classical raga; the full-throated vocal harmonies sound like the work of a diaphonic Bulgarian choir; the heartbreaking chords recall Yiddish liturgical music. You could be forgiven for imagining that this is some sacred religious text set to music but, according to the translation in the CD booklet, itâs actually the story of feck